I could feel his knuckles on my vagina while he undid his pants and belt. Releasing his cock. Shoving it inside me. He was fucking me. He was r***...g me. Taking what no man has the right to take. I hated him so much then. I could feel my skin get hot and my rage flare. God I hated him...because I liked it. Oh heaven help my, I loved it! I began to cry then. No sobbing or choking through my underwear still jammed in my mouth. Just tears running down the sides of my face. He saw my. Following her gaze I saw her then, framed by my bedside window, looking radiant in the sunlight in a mustard coloured polka-dotted summer dress. She had her phone in her hand, camera pointed at us.“Shit!” I was light-headed suddenly, struck by how surreal the morning had turned into.“Oh mom!” I heard Ellen crying out, “You’re filming us!”The next few moments passed in a daze for me, as I watched mom walk in through the window and come sit next to Ellen. They must have been speaking for a few. More

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